“Thought you might like them,” Chase says, pushing Eric aside.
“Oh my god,” I moan as Chase sucks my clit into his mouth.
It sends me over the edge, and I’m still fucking orgasming when Eric says the magic words.
“Kara Gilmore, will you marry me?”
“YES!” I scream as the SkyTree sways with the force of my orgasm. “YES! YES! YES!”
“And will you be my bride?” Chase asks, not to be outdone.
“YES! OH MY GOD, YES! YES!”
I have the biggest smile of sheer fucking disbelief on my lips. My cunt is still throbbing, my head is full of fuck hormones, and my lungs feel like they’re either going to fill with enough air to float away on with every breath I draw in, or like maybe they’re just going to explode.
I slump forward, collapsing under the complete overwhelmingness of it all, and Chase and Eric are there, as always, to take me in their arms as I fall.
“Wow,” I gasp, kneeling with my legs splayed behind me on the floor of the SkyTree, completely fucking spent. “Wow…oh my god, wow. Wow. Wow.”
“Is that all you have to say to us?” Eric teases, pushing his ring box my way.
“I’m pretty much just doing single-syllable words right now,” I giggle, giving him my hand.
He slides the ring onto my finger, then Chase does the same. The rings are made of twin diamonds that stack on top of each other, overlapping and interlocking when they’re both on my finger at the same time.
“I can’t believe this is real,” I whisper, staring at the way the diamonds glow and sparkle in the blue neon light.
“Believe it, Kara,” Eric urges, pulling me in for an intense kiss.
He leaves me gasping for air. The taste of him and my cunt is still on my lips before Chase pulls me in for a kiss of his own. I barely have time to take a fucking breath.
“You’re ours now,” Chase says, holding my chin between his index finger and thumb. “And if any other man so much as looks at you…”
“You’ll make him swallow his own teeth?”
Chase nods. “Something like that.”
“Hmm. You guys might have to get used to other men looking at me, though,” I tease.
“Not fucking likely,” Chase says immediately.
Eric’s blue eyes narrow. “And why would that be?”
“Because,” I say, pulling them both towards me by their neckties. I kiss Chase, then Eric, then Eric, then Chase again. “My face and body are going to be all over the fucking place if I’m going to be Protein Plus’ permanent spokesmodel, aren’t I?”
“Do you mean that?” Eric asks.
“Even after it blew up in our faces?” Chase reminds.
“I figure once you get the formula worked out, you’re going to need a hell of a PR kick,” I say with a sexy little smile. “I think I’m the perfect girl for the job.”
I expect them to thank me, or to express how awesome of an idea they think this is—but instead, they’re both looking at me like they want to eat me up.
I can’t even complain. I’m not fucking opposed.
Chase wraps his arms under mine, holding me against him and ducking beneath the SkyTree’s protective railing. He rests his body against the curve of the observation window and holds mine against him. There’s nothing beneath us to hold us up but a thin sheet of glass…
But for the first time in my life, I have the utmost confidence that it will hold.